Wolftananzug - Tar Pit Lounge Lyrics
I am the big, black wolf, down at the tar pit loungeUnder layers of dusk, we can dance and rustSo push the lever down, and open wideYou know, Baccus stole my lighter, there on the other sideIf I ever start to grin, drinking down the bloody soilLet me knowThe air is made of booze, it has a suffocating charmeAt my houseI know she likes a drink, at the tar pit loungeJust another shot of nails, nice to feel it go downShe takes all of her absinth, out of a monkey’s pawShe’s the queen of the rave, and the mother of mothsIf I ever start to drink, without feeling anythingLet me knowWill the dead still cheer me on, when there’s nothing to consumeAt my houseThe rats are carved in stone, at the tar pit loungeThey nibble and they naw, at the frozen groundThe moon is breathing ash, laughing without soundHis children have no purpose, we are dumb and loudIf I ever call you up, without burning all my clothesLet me knowThere’s dirt and there is fire in the collapsing lungOf my houseDown at the tarpit lounge…
